?

Log in

No account? Create an account
Lucy Montgomery [userpic]

February 11th, 2007 (10:33 pm)

Having a sick boyfriend has got to be the most guilt-inducing activity anyone ever created. I feel awful leaving him for even ten seconds, even if he's been chipper as can be about it all (while turning his stomach inside out inside his mouth, it's acrobatic and disgusting, you really ought to stop by and see it-- twenty bucks a pop for the Astounding Stomach Flip, Yours Will Do One Too!).

I've been trying to spend as much time with him as possible, when I'm not at work or in the newspaper office. If you want the truth, I'm exhausted; I put my head down for two seconds and fell completely asleep in class the other day. I'm fairly sure I still have my chemistry notes imprinted on my forehead.

So that's where I've been. I know you're all completely deprived of my enlightened presence and all that absolute bull, but try to save it, will you?

(On top of this, I am thinking of auditioning for the school play. Hey. It would be fun.)

Comments

Posted by: Dorothy Rothschild (on_the_dot)
Posted at: February 12th, 2007 06:26 am (UTC)
beyond little prides

Lucy, I have a column for you. :D I've been writing a lot. I miss you, so come stop by. Also, my parents would love to feed you brisket some time this next month.

Posted by: Lucy Montgomery (lucy_by_the_sea)
Posted at: February 12th, 2007 06:27 am (UTC)
omg yay!

I miss you too!

Brisket? Seriously? You're those people?

Posted by: Dorothy Rothschild (on_the_dot)
Posted at: February 12th, 2007 06:29 am (UTC)
how lucky are the dead

Which people are those?

Posted by: Lucy Montgomery (lucy_by_the_sea)
Posted at: February 12th, 2007 06:32 am (UTC)
smiling

The ones that feed poor family-less girls who are homesick and think they'll accept your offer, as long as you don't say "brisket" in front of their boyfriend who is prone to being sick at the mention of food at the present time?

(Was that not seriously the most awesome run-on question ever?)

Posted by: Dorothy Rothschild (on_the_dot)
Posted at: February 12th, 2007 01:46 pm (UTC)
drag a horticulture

Poor Emilio. I don't want him to yarf. I think it's more my parents are those. I'm dubious about their latest plan, which is to meet my friends. All my friends.

I mean, you've met my friends.

Posted by: Emilio Salgari (tano_pirata)
Posted at: February 12th, 2007 02:50 pm (UTC)

Someone say BRISKETS?

Hey now, I'm feeling better. Both of you come see me, eh?

Posted by: w.s. (stealthyshaxper)
Posted at: February 12th, 2007 02:57 pm (UTC)
snow

♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥

7 Read Comments